Chapter 166

"No... I'm fine. I used that Relic to trap him in the nick of time. Quick! Make your move!"

Black Saber coughed up blood, his face pale as he sat on the ground, urging his brother.

White Saber understood instantly. He rose to his feet and turned back, letting the aura of a High Divine Officer erupt without restraint.

It was an invisible force generated by merging Internal Force with Void Force, then fusing the result with an overwhelmingly powerful mind-spirit.

Myriad Transformations Divine Method!

At this moment, Black Saber reached out and pressed a hand against White Saber's back. Their cultivation power connected, and their mind-spirits synchronized in an instant.

Kui Seal!

Both their foreheads distorted simultaneously, revealing a strange symbol resembling a crescent moon.

Not far away, Lin Hui stood his ground, holding his sword. The secret art killing move used just moments ago, Pale Moon Storm Kill, had only forced him to retreat rapidly and leap upward to dodge, merely slowing his rhythm.

The so-called Nine-Layer Void Force Web was meaningless if it couldn't touch the enemy.

Just as he intended to finish the two of them off, a heavy, invisible pressure suddenly clamped down on every part of his body, rendering him immobile.

He attempted to struggle but only managed to loosen it slightly.

Chi!

In the next instant, with a casual slash of his sword, he severed the invisible restraint from the front.

After the Purgatory enhancement, his strength had increased so drastically that he was practically a different person.

This also filled his only previous shortcoming.

In a direct, head-on clash, his sword was sharp enough, his speed fast enough, and his strength great enough to finally form a perfect, stable triangular balance.

Even without entering Purgatory Form—which prevented his strength from being fully unleashed—he was still four to five times stronger than his past self.

This level of strength, superimposed with Body Tempering movement techniques that were faster than before, plus the speed boost from special effects...

The resulting impact force was instantly elevated to a new tier.

Right after he cut through the invisible restraint, the Black and White Saber brothers across from him simultaneously released a new fluctuation.

The moment it appeared, it crossed the distance and acted directly on Lin Hui’s body.

He suddenly felt his body grow heavy, and his brows knit slightly.

"What is this? A final struggle now that you know you’re going to die?"

He swung Ruyi with casual ease, yet the sharp longsword suddenly felt faintly unfamiliar in his hand.

"Hm?" Lin Hui glanced at the Black and White Saber brothers, who were looking at him as if facing a mortal enemy. Sensing that something was off, he stopped.

"High Divine Officer?" he guessed.

"You actually aren't a High Divine Officer?!"

At this moment, White Saber, having succeeded in using the Divine Method killing move on Lin Hui, instantly realized that Lin Hui—who had been suppressing the two brothers the entire time—was fundamentally not a High Divine Officer at all!

If they were of the same level, the Divine Method's ultimate kill would inevitably face violent resistance. But judging from the effect just now, the Divine Method had taken hold directly and smoothly.

"Of course I'm not."

After hacking at the two of them for a while, the anger in Lin Hui’s chest finally eased, and his emotions calmed. He slowly lifted his sword, carefully sensing every subtle change within his body.

"So that’s it… It’s weight. You altered my perception of Ruyi’s weight—no wonder it felt heavier."

"Since you are not versed in Divine Methods… then today, I will let you witness the Myriad Transformations Divine Method that my brother and I have cultivated together!"

White Saber gripped his saber with both hands, hunched his body, and stared at Lin Hui with focused attention.

He no longer viewed Lin Hui as a martial artist of a lower realm. Even if the opponent was not versed in Divine Methods, he dared not relax in the slightest, regarding him as the most dangerous opponent he had ever faced.

"Myriad Transformations Divine Method..." Lin Hui raised his sword, also gripping it with both hands. "All things have a limit. So, where is your limit?"

Whoosh!

As Ruyi was held high, invisible air currents began to circulate and rotate around him at high speed.

"Wind."

He called out softly.

This time, what he circulated was not the Wild Wind Sword Technique.

But—

…

Inside the Clear Wind Temple.

Mingxia, who was constantly asking Wang Hongshi for advice on the Perfected Version of the Clear Wind Sword, suddenly frowned and looked up at the sky.

The mist-filled sky suddenly began to churn. Vast banks of fog started to rotate, slowly gathering into a small, indistinct vortex above the town.

"It was calm just a moment ago—where did this wind come from?"

Even with her keen perception, she couldn’t sense how this rotating airflow had formed. Still, there were all kinds of strange Relics in the Mist. After a brief moment of thought, Mingxia chose to turn her focus back to the matter at hand.

With the Moon Tower present, the sky wouldn't fall.

Many disciples practicing swordsmanship in the temple also saw the change in the weather. The mist, usually stagnant, was now slowly rotating to form a cyclone.

This novel scene caused quite a few disciples to stop practicing and watch the changes in the mist, lost in thought. For some reason, they faintly perceived a trace of the Perfected Clear Wind Sword's intent from this change.

…

Lin Manor.

Lin Shunhe propped his chin on one hand, dozing off. A pile of ledgers lay scattered in front of him, and beside the table was a thick candlestick that hadn't been extinguished all night.

Just as he was drifting off, his body suddenly trembled. He opened his eyes to look at the sky outside the window.

The low-altitude mist, usually unchanging, was now slowly rotating, forming a gigantic, indistinct vortex.

Lin Shunhe clicked his tongue in wonder. After pondering for a moment, he took a pale yellow calendar from the desk drawer, opened it, and recorded this wondrous sight at the bottom of the page.

Aside from making money, his biggest hobby was recording these strange events. He planned to compile these events into a volume when he got old. He had even chosen the name: Chronicles of the Lin Clan.

…

Edge of the Mist Wall.

Long Ji and the man in the crocodile mask were discussing something when suddenly both paused, looking up at the sky above the town.

"The Outer City actually has this kind of weather?" Long Ji asked in confusion.

"I don't know." Crocodile Mask shook his head. "But you have to admit, this vortex looks quite nice." He looked at the sky above the town with interest.

"...I just feel that this weather is a bit abnormal," Long Ji said, rubbing his chin.

"What's abnormal about it? It can't be that someone took a stick up there and stirred it up, right?" Crocodile Mask said, exasperated.

"That's true..." Long Ji laughed. "Alright, let's continue the topic from just now. Where were we?"

…

Demarcation Zone.

Countless wisps of mist hovered and turned in the sky, forming a gray-white vortex that bore down on the earth.

Lin Hui held Ruyi horizontally. The special effect, Surrounding Wind, frantically absorbed the countless air currents triggered by the Typhoon Sword Technique around his body.

Layer after layer of massive air currents were continuously compressed into the Surrounding Wind, forming an airflow armor far more solid than before.

A great gale howled and swept through the area, picking up mud, crushed rock, debris from wooden huts, and everything else, carrying them in a frantic rotation around him. Lighter debris had long since turned into a circle of gray-black matter, mixing with the mist to rotate frantically around Lin Hui.

From a distance, it looked as if a gray-black ring with a diameter of over ten meters had appeared around him.

The Black and White Saber brothers were dumbfounded. They had lived for most of their lives and seen countless experts, but a spectacle of this magnitude was a first.

Overhead was a mist vortex that almost covered the entire town. In front of them was the gray-black cyclone ring surrounding Lin Hui. And the violent air currents were surging frantically all around them.

A touch of cold oppression quietly rose in their hearts.

Their limbs and bodies were bound by layers of invisible air currents, like unseen ropes and shackles. Every movement—and even speaking—felt unbearably strenuous.

"Is the Divine Method’s influence still active?" Black Saber asked, gritting his teeth against the mounting pressure.

"It is! It’s still working—but the problem is, we have no idea how any of this is being formed!" White Saber shouted.

Within a radius of several hundred meters, the gale howled as air currents spun at high speed. The massive traction force taking shape forced them to pour out strength every moment just to keep their footing.

"Retreat!" As Lin Hui’s gaze slowly turned toward them, Black Saber finally couldn’t endure it any longer and forced the word out.

"What about the Relic?" White Saber protested, unwilling.

"No matter how precious a Relic is, you need to be alive to use it! Retreat!" Black Saber sent his voice directly. "Before he fully adapts to the mind-spirit modification of the Myriad Transformations Divine Method! Hurry!"

As a killing move of the High Divine Officer level, the Myriad Transformations Divine Method's Kui Seal was an ability capable of expending a large amount of mind-spirit power to modify the opponent's perception of weight.

They didn’t need to fully multiply the opponent’s weight; they only had to switch his perception of weight in an instant during a clash to force an opening and decide victory or defeat with a single blow.

Yet at this very moment, as they modified Lin Hui’s perception, a constant, quivering dread gnawed at them, as if something might explode at any time.

After the violent air currents erupted, that feeling only grew sharper.

The two made a swift decision and sprang to their feet, retreating at full speed.

But just as they stood up—

"Where is he?!" White Saber trembled violently, discovering that Lin Hui—who had just been standing there, restrained by the Divine Method—had disappeared.

He looked around, attempting to find Lin Hui.

But the violent airflow vortex, mixed with mist and dust, confused his line of sight; he couldn't see clearly at all. Vision beyond five meters was a blur—gray, hazy, and indistinct.

"Brother?" Suddenly realizing something was wrong, he turned back to look at Black Saber.

Only to discover in horror that a figure was standing quietly behind Black Saber, raising a hand and lightly tapping an index finger into the wound on Black Saber's neck.

Black Saber stood woodenly, his whole body flushing red and convulsing violently.

White Saber fiercely urged the Divine Method, but it hit nothing. Lin Hui's figure vanished instantly into the wild wind like a bubble.

Leaving only the continuously twitching Black Saber, who was becoming increasingly abnormal.

"Brother, what's wrong! Brother?!" White Saber rushed up to support him.

But in the next second—

Black Saber suddenly went quiet.

Immediately after—

Pu!

A violent Void Force blade slash, with terrifying power more than twice as strong as before, ruthlessly chopped into the side of White Saber's neck.

Blood sprayed, caught by the wind and drawn thin, blooming in the air like a bewitching spider lily.

White Saber’s head arced upward, his expression dazed, wooden, unable to comprehend—until it was finally swallowed by the gale and became part of the high-speed rotation.

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